My Husband Forced Me into a Life Swap

My husband Sean cheated on me and brought his mistress home right after her miscarriage, forcing me to swap lives with her.

She would live in luxury in the city while I went to the countryside to do farm work.

My in-laws completely approved.

Your health has always been poor. It must be because your parents raised you too delicately.

"Living in the countryside for a few days will strengthen your constitution."

In my previous life, they didn't ask for my opinion and just threw me there.

I moved into my husband's mistress's rural home, waking up before dawn and working until dark, ordered around by her parents.

My already poor health deteriorated rapidly.

After I fell ill, her parents found me useless for work and locked me in the basement, where I starved to death.

When I opened my eyes again, I heard my husband and in-laws discussing this life-swap scheme once more.

I refused, but my husband threatened me: "If you don't go, we'll get divorced and I'll take custody of our child."

"Then let's get divorced!"

"You can have the child. I don't want anything."

I had figured it outrather than being sent there to die, I'd rather be alone.

Sean hadn't expected me to make the decision so quickly. He froze for a moment, then his expression gradually twisted: "Are you seeing another man?"

"I'm just asking you to live somewhere else temporarily to improve your health and make it up to Raina a little. And you treat me like this..."

I didn't want to explain. I felt that communicating with this psycho would make me one too.

I walked around them and went straight to the bedroom to pack my clothes.

I'd barely packed two items when he charged in, grabbed my hand, and pinned me against the closet.

He forcibly lifted my chin, locking my gaze: "Can you not be so selfish? Having you swap lives with Raina is only temporary. Raina had a miscarriage and asked me for one wish."

"She just wants to be my wife for a while. You can improve your health in the countryside, and she can fulfill her wish. What's there to object to?"

Listening to his self-righteous arrangements, I felt a chill sweep through my entire body.

Sean and I had married for love.

We both had congenital heart disease.

I cried and begged my father to give up my heart donor and save him instead.

But I never found a suitable heart donor and had been staying alive on my family's money.

Fortunately, he had always loved me. We got married, had a family, even had a child.

But these past few years, my episodes became more frequent, and I was hospitalized more often.

Sean's movements softened: "Go to the countryside and take care of your health. I'll keep looking for a heart donor for you."

"Don't be angry at Raina either. I just saw your shadow in her. I'm a man. I have needs. Your health is poor, so I could only..."

"Don't be angry. You're the one I care about most."

I pulled away from his hand, suddenly feeling disgusted.

I stared at him viciously: "Don't talk about caring. It's revolting."

"Just marry her already."

Sean's eyes went cold for a moment. He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

It was Diana's voice: "Sean, the people are here. Get your wife out here."

I heard the voices of several familiar men from my previous life.

Taking advantage of Sean's distraction, I shoved him away.

I rushed to the window, trying to climb down.

With his long arms and legs, Sean caught up in a few steps, picked me up, and dragged me toward the door.

I was furious, pounding on his hands: "Sean, let me go!"

The bedroom door flew open.

Diana's smiling face instantly darkened. Seeing Sean's reddened hands, her eyes turned cold as knives.

"She's scheming. Just throw her in the trunk."

My son was woken up by the noise. He walked out of his room, saw me struggling, and his eyes filled with impatience: "Dad, can you cover Mom's mouth? She's keeping me awake."

"It's just going to the countryside for a while. Why is she screaming like someone's trying to kill her?"

Hearing my son's merciless words, my heart turned to ash.

Sean looked at my expression with satisfaction and gagged me with a towel.

"See, even our son is on my side."

"Go live there obediently. I'll come back for you."

I was shoved straight into the trunk.

The car started.

The smell of gasoline mixed with cheap leather invaded my nostrils. The car jolted, and my heart ached with each bump.

I bit my tongue to keep from passing out.

While the car hadn't gone too far yet, I had to save myself.

When they tied me up, I deliberately kept my hands tensed. When I relaxed, it left a large gap.

Sean had taught me this trick himself.

Shortly after we got engaged, I was kidnapped by a psycho delivery driver.

The man was jealous of my happy life and wanted Sean and me to be husband and wife in hell.

Fortunately, Sean noticed something was wrong and successfully fought back.

Sean held me after the rescue, crying tears of joy: "From now on, I'll come home and cook for you. You don't need to order delivery. I won't let you be in any danger ever again."

Everyone envied me for having such a husband.

He even taught me escape techniques, including this one.

I never thought the first time I'd use it would be now.

I jumped from the car. I ran through the night, my heart aching from fear and exertion.

I lost a shoe while running, and by the end, my feet were scraped raw.

The men trying to catch me were closing in again.

Just when I was about to despair, a pair of hands appeared behind me.

My best friend had come to save me.

"Sophia!"

In Lauren's rental apartment, I drank hot water, calming my emotions.

When Lauren heard my story, she was furious: "That bastard! How dare he?"

"Sophia, don't worry. I won't let him find you."

Perhaps feeling safe, I felt drowsy after drinking the water.

I fell asleep on the sofa.

In my daze, I heard several familiar voices talking.

"I even betrayed my best friend for this. Thirty thousand dollars isn't too much to ask, is it?"

"Mr. Whitmore, you're a big boss now. You're not going to be stingy, are you?"

My body felt limp. I forced my eyes open a crack and saw my supposed best friend making a deal with Sean.

Each mention of "best friend" was like a knife stabbing through me.

I looked at my phone nearby and stuffed it into my bra.

The transaction ended.

Sean picked me up. Seeing the tears not yet dry in my eyes, he gently wiped them away.

His movements were tender.

I suppressed the urge to dodge and pretended to be unconscious.

Raina walked over. Just as she was about to approach, she twisted her ankle and fell hard to the ground.

Sean reacted quickly, throwing me back down to help her.

The back of my head hit the floor hard. My consciousness faded along with his concerned voice for Raina.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in the countryside.

Raina stood alone watching me: "Sean is so good to you. He was worried you'd suffer here, so he came specially to check on your future living conditions."

"You'd better learn to adapt. After all, in this remote rural area, you can't just sit around waiting to be fed. You have to work the fields."

After speaking, she went outside.

Holding Sean's arm, she introduced him to her parents: "This is my boyfriend. That woman inside is his sister. She was raised too delicately at home, so they're sending her here for you to toughen her up."

"Treat her however you'd treat any other girl."

Her last sentence was in a heavily accented dialect.

Translated, it meant: treat her like a pig, a dog, or livestockanything goes.

She walked to my side, smiling brightly at me, still speaking in dialect: "Right, bitch?"

She thought I couldn't understand and kindly explained: "Sophia, I'm praising you."

"Aren't you happy?"

Expressionless, I looked at her smug face, grabbed her father's ashtray from the bedstill full of cigarette ashand splashed it directly on her face. I mimicked her words: "Bitch."

"I'm praising you too."

Raina's face instantly turned ashen gray.

She shrieked and reached up to touch her face. The more disheveled she became, the more she cried from anger.

Sean quickly grabbed her hand, pulled out a wet wipe, and wiped her face.

He looked at me with fury: "Raina just had a miscarriage. Her health is already poor."

"How could you do this to her?!"

Raina's parents got agitated too. Her father picked up the coal tongs from the floor and was about to hit me with them: "You bitch! How dare you hurt my daughter!"

I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him: "So what if I hit her? Kill me if you dare."

"She seduced my man and got me sent to this godforsaken place."

"If you don't like it, call the police. Get yourselves all arrested."

The other neighbors who came to watch heard my words, and their eyes changed as they looked at them.

"I thought his daughter married a rich man. Turns out she's a mistress."

"And she brought the real wife here. How wicked."

"Wait, I heard she was dating him properly and they were going to get married officially?"

Raina couldn't stand the pointing and gossip. She snatched the wet wipe from Sean's hand and threw it away.

She snapped back at the crowd: "You're listening to her bullshit! I'm Sean's wife. Ask him if you don't believe me."

"Sean, say something! You promised me!"

Sean had already slipped back into character. He touched her head, helping her out: "Everyone, stop talking nonsense. Raina and I are the couple."

"She's just a woman trying to seduce me. I sent her here to teach her a small lesson. I didn't expect she still hasn't changed."

His expression was full of disgust: "Now she's even trying to frame Raina."

"I remember Raina telling me your village has ways of dealing with women like this..."

My heart suddenly lurched.

I had a bad feeling.

"It's time to teach her a proper lesson."

I slowly backed away until my back hit the wall. The room was locked.

Several burly women rushed in with willow branch whips.

They lashed down at me.

"Mistresses are possessed by demons!"

"Willow whips drive out demons. We'll help drive out your demons."

The willow whips were soaked in salt water. With the first strike, the salt water penetrated my wounds.

I screamed. Sean tried to rush in but was held back.

"Honey, they know what they're doing. They won't really hurt her."

"If you go in, she'll know she can manipulate you even more."

Sean's expression changed, but in the end, he didn't go in.

Sixty-six lashes.

The dual pain in my heart and body left me unable to even scream.

Something was flowing down my legs.

The people in the room saw the blood and panicked.

"Is she pregnant?"

Sean heard the commotion and came in.

Seeing the blood between my legs, he completely panicked.

"It was just supposed to be a simple lesson. Why is there blood?"

The women couldn't say a word.

They all looked at Raina.

Raina panicked too. She quickly grabbed Sean's arm and lowered her voice: "It must be her period."

"You know Sophia's menstrual cycle best. Isn't it around these days?"

Sean's worry subsided by half.

"You're probably right."

Raina smiled, looking at me with contempt: "Sophia is pretending to miscarry so you'll soften and take her home."

"Sean, you've told me before that Sophia is very smart."

"She knows she can't go back soon, so she wants to use her body to manipulate you."

I felt the life gradually dRainaing from my abdomen, and I laughed bitterly.

In my previous life, I didn't keep this child either.

But the child wasn't lost at this time. I lost it because they forced me to work the fields until I was exhausted.

This time it was beaten out of me.

Sean completely believed Raina's words: "Sophia, you really are shameless."

"Still trying to scheme against me at a time like this, trying to make me take you away."

"Watching me worryis that fun for you?"

Raina looked at me with disapproval. "Sophia, using Sean's concern like this is really wrong."

"Apologize to Sean quickly."

I gently placed my hand on my lower abdomen, feeling the warmth gradually fading inside.

I bit my lip until I tasted the sweet metallic tang, then suddenly lunged forward, ramming straight into Raina's stomach.

Raina fell flat on her back, clutching her stomach, crying pitifully. "My stomach, my stomach hurts so much."

"Sean, will I never be able to be a mother now?"

Sean slapped me hard across the face: "You'd better pray Raina will be okay."

He turned to Raina's parents who were peeking in and raised his voice: "I'm taking Raina to the hospital first. She's in your hands now."

"Just do what Raina said."

He carried Raina and left.

As the car engine started, Raina's parents sent the other people in the room away.

Raina's mother came forward and slapped me twice: "So what if you're that CEO's wife? He likes my daughter now."

"When you die, my daughter will be the CEO's wife."

"Of course, we won't let you die too suddenly. A spoiled rich girl who ran into a pigsty in a tantrum and got bitten to death by pigs..."

Raina's father grabbed my hair and dragged me outside.

My legs were cut by stones, leaving a trail of blood.

Raina's father was quite satisfied. "Once I starve those animals for a few days, they'll smell the blood and you'll be their dinner."